According to legend, the Ghost Gate is a pass connecting the human world and the ghost world. It exists at the junction of the dark world and the sun. It is a must-pass entry to the ghost world with the ghost world. There are eighteen ghost kings and the ghost guarding the gate on both sides. They are guarded by them with high vigilance and iron walls, and they are unbreakable. No matter who comes here, they must be inspected to see if there is a pass, which is the legendary guide.

It is the certificate that a person's soul enters the ghost world after death, and is transformed by burning special yellow paper by the family or friend of the deceased.

However, the gate of ghosts in front of the two people was different from the legendary one. There was no ghost king or the little ghost guarding the gate. There was only a huge door frame alone, with a faint dark red door frame as if it was stained with blood.

"Ghost Gate? How come there is a Ghost Gate? Is there really a Ghost Gate in this world? "Ye Xiaofeng whispered.

"I didn't know there was a gate of ghosts before, but now I know there is one. It turns out that this is the gate of ghosts." Ouyang Yuqian looked at the lonely door frame in front of him, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

The two walked forward on the gray-black ground. When they arrived in front of the Ghost Gate, they saw that the Ghost Gate led to a place of nothingness, like a chaos, which made people unable to see clearly.

When I looked at this gate of hell carefully from a close distance, I found that the door frame was grayish-white and stained with some dark red blood.

"Huh? Why do I think this door frame looks like it is made of human bones?" Ouyang Yuqian frowned and stared at the door frame.

"Human bones?" Ye Xiaofeng looked at Ouyang Yuqian in confusion. He did not see any human bones from the door frame. It was a bit like a cement column mixed with some lime. However, Ye Xiaofeng did not underestimate it. After all, it would not be easy to stand in this environment.

"You look at whether there are two edges and corners two meters away from the door frame, like patterns. This is the knee of a person. When the knee of a person is polished, this will appear. Look at the barbs on it that grow from the door frame, which are polished by the ribs of the human body, and the plaque at the top. Do you see that it is bumpy and a little uneven?"

"Yeah." Ye Xiaofeng looked up and saw that the plaque was really uneven, as if it had been hit by something many times. "Is this also made of bones in the human body?"

"Yes, it is polished from the skull of the human body." Ouyang Yuqian said heavy.

After hearing this, Ye Xiaofeng couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. This plaque has at least dozens of square meters, and how big is the skull, how many skulls are needed to be polished! What's more, the skulls of ordinary people cannot withstand the erosion of time and the flow of time. Judging from the color of this door frame, it may have been at least thousands of years. If the bones of ordinary people have long been weathered into dust, it will at least require the bones of masters among the innate realm masters, and even these are almost all the bones of masters in the holy realm.

Ye Xiaofeng, who was pulling Ouyang Yuqian's little hand, walked a few steps to the right, came to the door frame, and touched it.

Suddenly, the door frame emitted a dazzling white light, and the door frame became crystal clear like jade, and the gray and white all disappeared. It was probably formed by dust in the air falling on the door frame. If you look closely, there were dense things like internal tendons in the crystal clear door frame, and there was a pure golden light flowing inside it.

When the door frame emits bright white light, a huge wave of majesty was emitted from the door frame, and the surrounding space was rippling.

Ye Xiaofeng's eyes were full of shock. When he came in just now, he had already noticed that the space here was extremely stable, hundreds of times more stable than the space outside. He asked him to punch the void with all his strength, and I'm afraid there would be no change in the space at all.

"Let's go in!" Ye Xiaofeng said with a complicated mood.

Ouyang Yuqian also looked at the door frame in shock. When he heard Xiaofeng's words, he nodded and followed Ye Xiaofeng through the gate of hell. The two of them passed through a transparent light curtain and entered a chaotic space.

Suddenly, the hazy chaos dissipated, and a long loess road about two meters wide and unknown to the end appeared in front of the two of them. The loess road was covered with bright red and colorful flowers, vast and boundless, as if it was paved with a fiery red carpet.

The flowers are like blood, with no leaves, the petals are lanceolate, curled backwards, and the edges are wrinkled and wavy, looking extremely strange.

When the two saw this scene in front of them, they were deeply shocked.

"Is this road the Yellow Spring Road, and those bright red flowers are the other side flowers?" Ouyang Yuqian murmured, the light of wisdom in his eyes disappeared, leaving joy, confusion, and this indescribable emotion.

The other side of the flower blooms on the banks of the Forgetful River, on both sides of the Huangquan Road, the demon is as red as fire, blooming for a thousand years and falling for a thousand years. When it blooms, you cannot see the leaves, and when there are leaves, you cannot see the flowers, and flowers and leaves do not meet each other, love is not caused by cause and effect, fate is destined to life and death. It is the only scenery and color on the Huangquan Road.

It represents longing, separation and forgetting. After walking this journey, everything in the past will gradually be forgotten on the other side.

It is rumored that there are actually two types of flowers on the other side. One is snow-white, called mandala flower, which blooms on the road to heaven, and the other is blood-red like fire, called manzhushahua, which blooms on the road to the yellow spring.

At this time, Ye Xiaofeng's heart was also extremely uneasy. Could it be that the ghost world of the underworld really existed? He thought to himself.

The Gate of Ghost, the Road of the Yellow Spring, and the Flowers of the Other Side, are all myths and legends, and they all appear here. Could it be that there will be the Forget River, the Three Lives Stone, the Naihe Bridge, Mengpo, and Wangxiangtai behind them?

Suddenly, he couldn't help but think of the Divine Worship. The doctrine of this superstitious organization is to break the sinking and depravity of hell and build the Kingdom of Peace again.

Is there really a Netherworld Hell? I have worshipped the leader of the God Cult and seen Netherworld Hell? Otherwise, how could this organization take this as a doctrine? Ye Xiaofeng's heart was filled with huge waves.

What is going on? Mythical Story (5)? ​​Really exist? Or are these all constructed by some people with great power based on mythical Story? These all make him feel a headache.

Although I have seen these myths now, it is very different from the stories. For example, the gate of hell is different, and the road to the Yellow Spring is also different. It is rumored that the road to the Yellow Spring is all the lonely ghosts who cannot enter the underworld and cannot return to the world of the earth. However, there is nothing empty on the road to the Yellow Spring in front of me, only the two of them.

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This chapter is really hard to write. I wrote it and deleted it, and then wrote it again. It took me three hours to dizzy
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